Friday, 11 August 2017

a poem about eating disorders//

walking through a 
dark alley
with this creature 
following you
keeping track of your 
every move 

''Is anybody there?'' 
it suddenly snaps
your laid on your bathroom floor
passed out
last nights dinner still in the toilet 
and swollen eyes 
from crying yourself to sleep

why won't you just 
leave me alone?
just. leave. me. alone. 

you reply with
''We are one, dear girl.''